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“No, because they weren’t my decisions to make. I’m not sure I would’ve even given my opinion had you asked. Too scared of influencing you. These things are too big to be anyone else’s decision but yours and yours completely.”
“You’re so goddamn wise for your age.”
Caleb beamed. “Thank you, Sir.”
“I want to find a nickname for you,” Roman said. “Not something generic like baby or babe, and not kid ‘cause that’s what my brother calls you. Or baby boy ‘cause that’s Ryan’s name for Alex. It needs to be something special, something unique. Something that has meaning to us.”
If Caleb’s insides grew any warmer, he’d burn. “I’d love that, Sir, but I don’t have any suggestions.”
“I’ll figure it out. It’ll come to me. Probably while I’m in the shower or about to fall asleep or something, like most brilliant ideas.”
Caleb chuckled. “Let me know when you do.”
“Figured if we’re doing this…” Roman traced the ink curling over Caleb’s right arm with his thumb. “I should do it right. I want to be all in. Both as your boyfriend and your Dom.”
“Training together.” Caleb breathed out the words, each syllable threaded with joy.
“Yep. I have my first solo session with Master Mark tonight, and we have a tentative scene with you planned for tomorrow if you’re on board.”
Was Roman kidding? Of course Caleb was on board. Returning to Boston with Roman’s marks on him would help him get through the week. A shiver of anticipation rippled through Caleb. He leaned in and brushed Roman’s lips in a kiss that held promises and the thrill of new beginnings. “Can’t wait.”
Before Caleb knew it, Sunday afternoon had arrived and, with it, the first joint session with Master Mark. Roman had reported his first training had gone well and that they’d made a plan for the first scene with Caleb, though he hadn’t given any specifics.
Master Mark showed up in his usual leather pants, bare-chested, with his hair tied back in a ponytail. Caleb felt nothing but affection for him, not even a trace of attraction.
Master Mark kissed Caleb’s cheek. “Glad to see you found happiness, boy. I wish you nothing but the best.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Caleb beamed as he looked at Roman. “And thank you for agreeing to train my Dom.”
“It’s my pleasure. You know how this works, but let me explain this to Roman, okay?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Master Mark turned to Roman. “When we do a session with Caleb, I will only address you. You’re his Dom, and as such, he only listens to you. It’s your job to communicate with him, okay?”
“Understood.”
“Why don’t you start by telling him what the plan for today is?”
“We’re going to try several floggers today so I can see the difference and get a first experience in wielding them,” Roman told Caleb. “Because it’s a training session, the buildup will be different from what you’re used to and may have a lot of interruptions for my benefit.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Well explained, Roman.” Master Mark nodded at him. “Managing expectations is crucial in situations like this. Caleb is a trained sub who can easily lose himself in a scene, so it’s important for him to know that may not happen today, which will prevent him from getting frustrated. Okay, let’s get started. What’s your next step, Roman?”
Roman took a moment, then asked, “Do I have your consent for this session?”
More formal than was necessary, but Caleb appreciated the thoughtfulness behind it. “Yes, Sir.”
“Do you have any warnings for me, any new limits, hard or soft, you need me to be aware of?”
Oh, he was doing great. “No, Sir, and thank you for checking.”
“Any areas on your body that hurt that you’d like me to avoid today?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good,” Master Mark said. “Let’s go to the St. Andrew’s cross, which is my preferred location for a flogging. It’s crucial to secure the arms of your sub so they won’t be tempted to instinctively shield themselves and get hurt in the process.”
